Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Xian'er caressed her flat belly with her palm, her face turned slightly red, she rolled her eyes at Wei Yang with some embarrassment, and asked softly: "Brother Yang, do you still remember that I have a colorful pattern here?"

Wei Yang nodded, "Of course I remember, this colorful pattern will continue to spread as your strength increases. When it reaches the heart, that's when the Ernan Poison Body will completely lose control!"

"Yes." An inexplicable smile appeared on Xian'er's face, and she said happily: "Now, it has disappeared."

"Really? Doesn't that mean it!" Wei Yang became excited when he heard this.

Doesn't that mean that Xian'er has really completely controlled the poisonous body of Ernan with the help of the Nether Poison Fire?

"I used the power of the Nether Poison Fire to gather all the toxins in my body together, and finally formed a Void Poison Pill in my dantian!"

"Void Poison Pill..." Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he probably understood Xian'er's approach.

really.

Xian'er smiled and said: "I have been studying the poisonous elixir method for these years, and refining the poisonous fire this time is just an attempt... As a result, I succeeded!"

"Now, the Netherworld Poison Fire and the Void Poison Pill have been integrated together. They are independent of each other and complement each other."

"As long as I find a seventh-level Sky Poison Scorpion Dragon Beast's magic core and Bodhi's incarnation saliva in the future, I will be sure that I don't need the assistance of the three kinds of strange fires. I can condense it in my dantian with just the Nether Poison Fire. Create a real poisonous elixir and turn it from virtual to real!"

"I am also confident that with the Netherworld Poison Fire, this Void Poison Pill, I will be able to turn it from virtual to real by myself in the future, even without the help of the demon core of the seventh-level Sky Poison Scorpion Dragon Beast and the saliva of the Bodhisattva Transformation Body. .”

"So, Brother Yang, I really succeeded in controlling the poisonous body of Ernan!" Xian'er's eyes were red and her voice was trembling.

At this moment, she seemed to have gained a new life.

The invisible mountain and shackles that had been weighing on her heart were shattered by her own hands.

"Well, congratulations, Xian'er." Wei Yang also took a long breath, the smile on his face became relaxed, and he praised: "You are very smart, smarter than me!"

"Sister Xian'er, congratulations!" Qing Lin also smiled happily.

"Thank you, Brother Yang, thank you!" Xian'er smiled with tears in her eyes, "Qing Lin, thank you too!"

Qing Lin quickly smiled and shook his head, waving his little hands.

"Haha~ Okay, okay, well, you have to thank me properly, then...how are you going to thank me?" Wei Yang was in a good mood and teased jokingly.

Xian'er bit her red lips lightly, glanced at Qinglin, then gritted her teeth, stepped forward, wrapped her arms directly around Wei Yang's neck, then stood on tiptoes, and took the initiative to put her lips together.

"Well..." Wei Yang's eyes widened.

This is acceptable!

The sweet and soft feeling came over him, and he couldn't help but hug Xian'er's small waist that couldn't be easily grasped.

Turn passivity into initiative.

"Well..." Xian'er suddenly made a shy whimpering sound and slowly closed her eyes.

On the side, Qing Lin covered her eyes tightly with her hands, but the gaps between her fingers were a bit wide, and the faint look in her eyes was full of envy.

In the distance, a tall unicorn came through the air.

"Dujiao, don't come and disturb me, turn around quickly!" Qinglin quickly conveyed the order secretly.

Dujiao was stunned for a moment, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, then he stopped obediently, turned around, and stood in the void, guarding there like a door god.

On the horizon, the thick poisonous clouds seemed to be rising slightly, and they no longer seemed so dull and depressing.

Between the slight gaps, there were several rays of pale golden sunlight falling in the shape of beams, shining in this dark swamp that seemed to be cursed.

Cliffside.

A man and a woman hugged each other tightly.

There was a transparent teardrop in the corner of Xian'er's eye, slowly sliding down her cheek.

This is a tear of happiness.

After breaking free from the shackles of fate, she no longer had any worries.

From then on, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to jump!

…

One month later.

The edge of Tagore Desert.

Four figures shrouded in black robes appeared in the void.

The huge wings behind two of the figures were fluttering, one pair of wings were dark green, and the other pair were pure black.

The other two figures were directly suspended in the air.

It was Wei Yang and his party.

Feel the familiar heat in the air.

Wei Yang took a deep breath, slowly opened his arms, as if to embrace the entire desert, and said with emotion: "It's a familiar smell~ We are back again."

On the side, Qing Lin stood next to the burly Dujiao, standing like this in the air.

It was Dujiao who bound her with the power of the Dou Zong, making her just a one-star great Dou Master and able to stand in the air.

She smiled happily and said: "Master, I still feel that the desert is kind and friendly, unlike the Netherworld Swamp, which is too depressing."

On the other side, Xian'er raised his head slightly, revealing a fair chin under the shadow of his cloak. He smiled and said, "I feel fine. It seems to be the same everywhere."

"Hehe, sister Xian'er, you are different. Whether it is the poisonous miasma in the Netherworld Swamp or the fire poison in the magma world, it is a great tonic for you." Qinglin said with a smile.

Xian'er smiled and glanced at her, "You're not bad either. There are two fifth-level monsters and one seventh-level monster to provide you with energy. You will never lack energy anywhere. And you don't have to do anything every day, and you can break through while sleeping. realm."

"Hehe, I relied on external forces, not as good as you, sister Xian'er." Qinglin waved her hand modestly.

"Being able to subdue snake monsters is your innate ability." Xian'er said.

"Stop, stop, stop, you two, stop complimenting each other." Wei Yang raised his hand to interrupt them directly, and said helplessly: "I'm talking about two peerless geniuses. Could you please take a moment to consider me, a disabled person?" Feelings?"

"You can talk to each other about business in private, but can you avoid me?"

"I've been beaten hard enough by you all along the way." Wei Yang spread his hands, his face full of depression.

Compared with these two perverts, Wei Yang no longer dared to claim that he was a genius.

The so-called genius is nothing compared to the two of them.

"Haha." When the two women heard this, they looked at each other and both covered their mouths and laughed.

"Brother Yang, how can we attack you? Your talent is also very good. Besides, we will protect you from now on. Just practice slowly, don't worry." Xian'er was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Yes, young master, from now on, Sister Xian'er and I will protect you, and no one can bully you." Qing Lin also patted his chest and said with confidence.

She felt confident speaking at this time. Although she was not in a high level, she couldn't bear to have pets.

A fifth-level two-headed fire spirit snake.

A King Cobra that has recently been refining a piece of wind-fury dragon flame, and is showing signs of being about to advance to the sixth level.

There is also a one-horned purple-scaled python that has recovered a lot of spirituality and its strength is completely stable at the mid-seventh level.

Xian'er was also a four-star mid-level Dou Huang at this time. Coupled with the power of Dou Huang level, Nether Poison Fire, and his overall strength, she really didn't pay much attention to the average Dou Huang at the peak.

Moreover, the poisonous nature of the Nether Poison Fire has become even more terrifying as it absorbs the toxins accumulated by the Poisonous Body.

The combination of the poisonous body of the disaster and the poisonous fire of the netherworld is so poisonous that it is simply terrifying!

Dou Zun was accidentally attacked, and he had to shed a layer of his skin even if he didn't die.

Also, the Nether Poison Fire has mutated somewhat.

Yes, mutated!

There was actually a hint of heat in the gloom.

Because the fire poison in Xian'er's body, as well as the poisonous beast fire that had been promoted to the fifth level, were all swallowed up by the Nether Poison Fire.

If you look closely at the fighting spirit wings on Xian'er's back, you will find that the burning green flame has a hint of gray at the tip of its tail.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xian'er, who has no scruples, can be quickly escorted to Dou Sheng.

Green Scales is also a talent that can be directly sent to the Fighting Saint.

This is why the two women now dare to pat their chests and say, tell Wei Yang not to be anxious and just practice slowly. No one can bully him.

In response to the two women's naughty behavior and teasing remarks, Wei Yang could only smile helplessly and shake his head.

He turned his head and pretended not to see or hear.

He wanted to say, actually, I don't want to eat soft rice.

Although the soft rice is delicious, I still want to work hard on my own.

In the future, I will fight head-on against the Soul Emperor, the Void Swallowing Flame, and the prototype of the Emperor Pill.